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NBA Youngboy – Off Season

Out Off the 21 tracks released by NBA Youngboy On His Newly Released Album Which He Titled ‘TOP’.

We Hopped Out This Wonderful Song Which Seems To Be The 9th Track On the Project and it’s titled “Off Season”.

 

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Off season NBA lyrics

[Intro]

(I need to talk to Mike Laury)

(Hello? This is Mike Laury)

(Dubba-AA flexin’)

(This is the sound)

 

[Chorus]

Please don’t get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane

Baby, your love like cocaine, tell ’em I want the whole thing

Off-White on my offseasons, can’t take no break, we gon’ run this game

I hope that you been holdin’ me down, that money came

 

[Verse 1]

Sittin’ up inside of the court hopin’ not to be judged by half of the choices I made

Ridin’ in a double-R, drank in my cup, intentions aimed to kill all my pain

I’m runnin’ with killers, I’m with ’em, you diss ’em then know to reclaim

Came from the bottom, ran it up and I ain’t changed

Go tell them niggas I don’t owe them shit

Ran off like assassin

Got a hundred different ways for a nigga get rich

Tryna stay on that, my mind bent

Did a jail bid, where my time went

Did a jail bid, where my time went

Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent

Got a brand new piece that Shyne sent

Hundred thou’ inside of my Amiris

Dirty money spent on Prada I ain’t proud of

Clean lean make a dirty bottle

Solitaires lay around the collar

In the streets, you just another body

Casket real bright, but it’s dark in it

Future real bright, but it’s war in it

Real born killers that was taught in it

Thinkin’ ’bout givin’ my Maybach up, startin’ to feel too regular

Young nigga walkin’ with that fentanyl

Get out of line, we stretchin’ you

Hatin’-ass niggas ain’t keepin’ up

I ain’t spendin’ nothin’, still flexin’

Still ridin’ ’round in a foreign car

Plenty of hoes, big mansion

 

[Chorus]

Please don’t get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane

Baby, your love like cocaine, tell ’em I want the whole thing

Off-White on my offseasons, can’t take no break, we gon’ run this game

I hope that you been holdin’ me down, that money came

 

[Verse 2]

Say you wan’ chill, so I let you come kick it

Blood everywhere ’cause this real-deal business

Guns everywhere and I’m real-deal billin’

Ten-thousand dollar ‘fit, ridin’ in a Honda Civic

She ain’t know what to do, she had asked me to pick it

Bought her everything, it was nothin’ ‘pecific

If you get distracted, if you lack on a mission

Won’t ever do that, I’m on top of my pivot

I’ma show you the value of love

But on top of that, that Patek gold value is plain

I feel like this metal protecting my life

It’s gon’ block that static that’s all in the rain

Hope money ain’t got you playin’ games

What’s real ain’t gon’ never change

 

[Chorus]

Please don’t get amazed by all these diamonds, get you a plain jane

Baby, your love like cocaine, tell ’em I want the whole thing

Off-White on my offseasons, can’t take no break, we gon’ run this game

I hope that you been holdin’ me down, that money came

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